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Paul, take a copy of that.
Helena, you don't need one.

All right, just a minute.

Once again I've sat in
at a Command Conference

and listened to a cosy round
of self-congratulations -

"Aren't we doing well... Adapting,
adjusting, coming to terms..."

And once again I am shocked

that we've not discussed a serious
attempt to locate Earth and return.

We can't waste time on something
scientifically impossible.

Impossible?

The impossible takes just a little
longer, that's all, Commander.

Commissioner, we can't encourage
false hope.

All of us have had to come to terms
with life here on Alpha.

Hope is the key to morale.

We should maintain it,
we should exploit it ruthlessly,

in order to achieve
what should be our sole objective -

going home.

Commissioner,
our priorities are survival

and the search
for an alternative place to live.

A return to Earth
is out of the question.

'Commander Koenig, sensors detect
a powered object approaching Alpha

'at speed three-point-seven-two,
range four-nine-zero-three.'

What kind of object?

Indications are that it is a manned
space craft, Commander.

- Kano, when do we have a visual?
- Estimated a minute.

- Radio contact?
- None, sir.

Keep all frequencies open.

Alan, Put Eagles 1 and 2 on a pad
for immediate liftoff.

I want to show every welcome.

And if they're hostile, sir?

You'll be the first to know.

Visual.

- Data analysed and ready.
- Let's have it.

'Subject,
unidentified powered object.

'Object will orbit Alpha position
at coordinates nine-zero-seven-nine.'

Still no contact?

None, sir.

- Eagle 1?
- 'Commander?'

Intercept space craft. Lift off.

'Eagle 2, liftoff.'

Space craft flight unstable.

They're in trouble.
They're not going into orbit.

- Distress signals?
- None.

Follow it.

- It's gonna crash.
- 'Stand clear, Eagles 1 and 2.'

Paul, order a crash unit
to Launch Pad Three immediately.

- Call Carter, I want him to fly it.
- Yes, sir.

Tell Professor Bergman
to meet us there.

- Kano, any readings of life signs?
- Negative, Commander.

Paul, get security to join us.
Dr Russell, I'd like you to come.

Koenig, I think I'd better come too.

Commissioner, I need a doctor and
a scientist there, not a politician.

Carter here, we'll be lifting off
in five seconds.

All set?

- I can't believe it's just chance.
- No, they picked us out, John.

A deliberate landing on Alpha. They
must know what they're looking for.

I wish we knew.

Looks like some kind of a hatch
on the port side, Commander.

I'll put her down,
see if I can get a connection.

Confirm complete contact, sir.

Vacuum chamber
is ready for entry.

I'm returning Eagle to standby,
Launch Pad One.

Victor?

Any signs of life?

The atomic structure
of the metal is very dense.

But, ah...

certainly no movement I can see.

Kano, can you get us
the spectro X analysis?

'Spectro X, Commander.'

'Internal atmosphere zero,
lunar gravity.'

Helena, decompress.

Victor.

Looks like a central locking point.

That's it. Stand back.

- Suspended animation?
- Could be.

All right, we've got to start
somewhere.

Tony, go back to the ship,

bring back some lights
and Dr Russell's equipment.

Paul, activate gravity control
and atmosphere.

You have gravity and atmosphere,
Commander.

I hope they know what they're doing.

None of us knows for sure,
Commissioner.

Koenig could be in danger,
why is there no visual linkup?

Hold on, we're all breaking
our necks for a look.

Visual coming up now, Commissioner.

'EKG and EEG both negative.'

'There's absolutely
no indication of life.'

'If it was suspended animation,
maybe the crash killed them.'

'No heart function,
no brain activity?'

None as far as I can tell
from radio microanalysis -

the skin tissue
shows no evidence of cell growth.

Who were they?
Where did they come from?

We can't learn any more
without breaking this seal.

We've taken every possible
precaution.

There's nothing else we can do.

Right, let's do it.

- Stand by for biochemical analysis.
- 'Main Mission standing by.'

All our instruments indicated
that life no longer existed.

Yes, we were convinced of it.
Only then did we break the seal.

Come on, come on,
what the hell's the delay?

Maybe they don't live by lunar time,
Commissioner.

'Paul, have the crash unit stand by.'

'They're going to fly the spaceship
in on half power.'

'Crash unit stand down.'

Maintenance crew
prepare to receive alien spaceship.

Security, stand by travel tube
to alien spaceship

and prepare for visitors.

Excuse me.

Well, Koenig?

I think you should introduce us.

Captain Zantor,
Commissioner Simmonds.

Your status, please.

I represent Earth authority
here on Moonbase Alpha

and in that capacity,
may I say, welcome.

- You represent Earth authority?
- Yes.

And may I first assure

you that those responsible for the
regrettable loss of your crew member

will be brought to account.

Commissioner, I take responsibility.

Yes, you must,
as operational commander.

We realise that the mistake
which destroyed our comrade

was from ignorance, not malice.

We do not require judicial revenge.

Captain, as soon as
you've refreshed yourselves,

I suggest we meet
to discuss our situation.

Dr Russell will see you
to your quarters.

Be careful, Koenig.

They may not be as friendly
as they seem.

Please accept these gifts as peace
tokens from the people of Kaldor.

The libra bird was our symbol
of peace and freedom.

But, like everything else on our
planet, it ultimately became sterile.

When we left,
there were only two surviving pairs.

And their eggs,
when filled with gold,

were greatly prized as memorials
to our fading life.

Thank you, Captain.
We accept your gifts.

May I ask how long
you've been travelling?

Approximately three and a half
of your centuries.

Our planet was dying.
Our people sent out many ships.

One to each planet we believed
could sustain our kind of life.

And your ship was programmed
to land on this moon?

Only to orbit this moon.

Then we would reanimate and prepare
for the final stage of our journey,

to your planet, Earth.

You know our moon's
not in Earth's orbit?

Yes, I fear that random variations
in your trajectory and velocity

caused our computer to err.

And so we have crashed.

It's remarkable your computer
has found us at all.

It was so programmed.
How could it do otherwise?

Is your computer capable

of calculating the present
position of Earth?

Yes.

- And it's programmed to reach Earth?
- That is our prime directive.

It should be ours, too.

Unfortunately... some of us seem
to have lost the will to achieve it.

So your hope is to settle on Earth?

If we are welcome, yes.

But if you are not?

Then we would submit ourselves
to voluntary reduction.

In your terms,
we would take our own lives.

May I suggest that I run some tests

to determine if you and our people
on Earth are medically compatible?

I'll help to assess
the damage to your ship.

I'll leave you in their hands.

- We are grateful.
- My pleasure, Captain.

A symbol of peace and freedom.

Perhaps the impossible
doesn't take as long as we thought.

Their ship is bound for Earth.

Their computer is programmed
for going home. He just said so.

What are you suggesting?

Oh, come on. None of you
thought we had a chance, this is it.

All we need is the courage,
the vision...

and the leadership
to seize their ship.

And the Kaldorians?

Expendable.

Cryogenic deep freezing
we found to be inadequate

for suspended animation.

The deterioration of the body
can be slowed down,

but life itself
cannot be suspended in that way.

On Earth, you freeze food
to keep it fresh, do you not?

Yes, we do here.

But the flavour fades.

The problem's the same
all over the universe.

Exactly. The flavour
of life itself is lost.

But our process is different.

We have found a way
of accelerating energy

to create a cycle which holds
all the cell particles in stasis.

There is no reason why that process
should not be adapted to human use.

I find you sufficiently human,
Captain Zantor.

Then you will recommend
we continue our journey to Earth?

Yes.

Your beauty would be greatly enhanced
by suspended animation, Doctor.

Thank you.

To be perfectly at peace...
for seventy-five years.

That is the calculated time
it will take us to reach Earth.

Seventy-five years?

The time will pass like a dream -
in an instant.

Commander, with your approval
we wish to continue our journey.

In order to do that
we must repair the ship

and leave within 20
of your lunar hours.

It is impossible to reprogram
the computer from its directive.

- Dr Russell?
- They're medically clear.

Should you decide that we can go,

there will of course be
a vacant space on our ship.

So one of us can go home?

The similarities between us
are greater than the differences.

There is no reason why we should not
suspend animation for one of you.

Thank you, Captain,
it's a most generous offer.

Check out the process thoroughly
and let me know.

Koenig...

Captain Zantor, will you help
us set up the experiment?

I know, but if it'll work for one
it'll work for others.

Now seize their ship
and six of us can home.

Shut up. Given any thought
to what Earth will be like in 2074?

Whatever it's like, it's still
our home. Our natural home.

Simmonds, if that suspended animation
process works,

the computer will make an unbiased
choice of one passenger from Alpha.

You'll be eligible
like all the others.

- Including yourself, of course.
- No.

Look, I ought to be the one to go.

I have no place here on Alpha,
no function.

Believe me, if I could rig
that computer

it would shout out your name.

But you take
your chance like the rest.

Kano.

I want Computer to select one person
from Alpha to return to Earth.

The answer is to be confidential.

It'll take some time, Commander.

'John, serious emergency.
The spaceship, immediately.'

There was every reason
to believe it would work.

- Both computers confirmed it.
- Damn the computers!

She is not dead, Commander.
Her life cycle is suspended in time.

If you're so clever with life
and death, bring her out of it.

We're ready to try again.

- Do you know what you're doing?
- Captain Zantor is in charge.

It's not working.

Commander.

I had Kano run the Kaldorian data
through the computer.

- What data?
- The relative position of Earth.

It's that a way.

Seventy-five years.
What's that in miles?

Well, the computer passed that one
up. It's busy with other problems.

- How are they doing?
- The ship will be ready on schedule.

Commander.

What's happening inside?

Thank you.

'Attention Commander Koenig.'

'Commander, could you return to
the spaceship? We need your advice.'

Dr Russell is in a deeper sleep than
is right for the human metabolism.

Our mistake was to accept
your computer's profile of her.

Our mistake was to allow her
to try the experiment at all.

We overestimated your computer's
ability to analyse the human spirit.

It does not seem
to have understood it.

Does your computer understand it?

Oh yes.

But in reanimating
from so deep a sleep,

there is a danger
of cell damage to the brain.

The alternative is... death.

Captain.

John, we must trust him.

Commander?

Go ahead, Captain.

Well, Captain?

Paul.

The spaceship
will be ready at 0900 hours.

- So, one of us is going home.
- Looks that way.

I have Computer's choice
for the return to Earth.

Well, I see you all want to go home.

I asked Computer to choose one name.

It's given me three. A classic case
of computer buck-passing.

Yes... Supposing you just
read the list.

No. I'm not decoding this
until Dr Russell convinces me

the process is absolutely safe
for us.

Well, I don't mind giving it a whirl.

Alan, even if it works
it won't be a picnic.

Seventy-five years is a long time.

Yeah. Keep talking, granddad.

Alan, we're not even sure
the Earth still exists.

Even if it does...

our families...

those we've loved...

won't be there any more.

- Eight fifty-five, Paul.
- Five minutes to go.

- Have Captain Zantor come to see me.
- Very good, sir. On his way.

You're supposed to be Commander.

You shouldn't have left that choice
to a machine.

The choice must be an objective one.

The choice is obvious.

As Commissioner I'm not part
of your team of experts.

My work is on Earth.

One word from you
and I can be on that spaceship.

I'll promise you only this.

If the computer chooses you,
you go with my blessings.

And if it doesn't?

Then you wave goodbye
with the rest of us.

No, I've been a politician
all my life.

I don't believe in chance.

Well... Welcome back
to the land of the living.

- How do you feel?
- No after-effects at all.

There remains only one question
to be decided, Commander.

Who is going
to accompany us to Earth?

Helena,
are you totally convinced it's safe?

We're beginning to understand it.

The process works
if the Captain's computer

has a matrix
of its human subject.

But if someone other
than Dr Russell were to go?

Then we shall have to make a matrix
of the individual you choose.

- Goodbye.
- Commander.

Kano.

I want Computer
to make the final choice.

One name.

- Paul.
- Commander?

Begin the countdown.

Victor, if Computer chooses you,
will you go?

I don't know.

Maybe I've had enough of Earth
and its so called civilisation.

What about you, Helena?

I don't know.

It is a nice idea.

Kano! Simmonds has my comlock.

Now, you're going to do
exactly as I tell you.

Simmonds went
to the Maintenance Section

and he's just entered
the Power Station.

Deactivate that comlock and have
Computer program another one for me.

Explain to the computer
as best you can.

Sandra, put me through
to the Power Station.

'Simmonds, we have you on visual.'

'You can come out peaceably or
we'll come and get you. Your choice.'

Open it. Open it!

Get Security to seal off the
Power Station. But no one moves in.

- Sir.
- Sandra, let's see what he's up to.

'Switch it off.

'And the other.'

- Simmonds!
- 'It's too late for talk.'

Simmonds, you're trapped.

'Really? I know precisely
what I'm doing.'

Open UP-

Sandra, let's see that close up.

Switch to reserve power.

- Stabilise that back-up power.
- Trying to, sir.

Now, listen to me, Koenig.

This is my hostage.

'Those men are just stunned.'

Now don't make me kill anyone.

No one on Alpha will live for thirty
minutes without this unit in place.

Stabilise that power, Paul.

Now, I go on that ship
or Moonbase Alpha freezes over.

It's up to you.

'What do you say now?'

Commander,
countdown is T minus 28 minutes.

Do I continue counting?

Continue.

Simmonds, put back that unit.
Computer hasn't chosen yet.

Oh yes, I know my chances, Koenig!

Now this way, I go for sure.
It's my decision.

You can't make that decision.

I got to be Commissioner by doing
what's necessary, not what's right.

Now, you have 15 minutes
to persuade your alien friends...

or freeze.

Damn it.

Hold the countdown.

- Get Captain Zantor here.
- Captain Zantor to Main Mission.

If there's one man Alpha
could do without, it's Simmonds.

I say let him go.

Any decision we make
must involve Zantor.

We can't. We can't let
Simmonds jump the computer.

Moonbase systems are running down,
Commander. We must decide soon.

OK. So let Simmonds think he's going,
Commander.

We can take him on his way to
the ship. Especially if Zantor knows.

We can't play games
with that converter.

It's wrong, John,
but you've got to let him go.

Captain.

Commissioner Simmonds insists
on returning to Earth with you.

Unless we agree, he'll destroy Alpha.

Is he capable
of carrying out this threat?

He is.

Then you must accept his terms.

- I agree.
- It's blackmail.

Let him go, Commander.
We'll be well rid of him.

Simmonds.

'Koenig. Your decision?'

We agree.

Give Simmonds restricted access from
the Power Station to the spaceship.

Guarantees, Koenig.

- 'My word.'
- Not enough.

Commissioner,
you need our cooperation.

I will be your hostage.

I accept

Captain. Here you are, Simmonds.
You'll need this.

Thank you, Captain.

I understand your position.
The Commissioner is... diseased.

It is a tragedy that he should
succeed through the use of force.

My thanks, Commander.

Professor.

You may now take
your travel position, Commissioner.

The rest is automatic.

You first.

Hello, Earth.
Hello, Earth.

This is Commissioner Simmonds,
returning home.

After seventy-five years.

'Hello Earth?

'Earth Control, do you hear me?

'Come in, Earth. Hello Earth?

'Earth?

'Earth, can you read me?

- 'Hello Earth?'
- Commander.

Yes, Paul?

'I'm getting a signal, sir,
from the Kaldorian spaceship.'

- What kind of signal?
- 'From Commissioner Simmonds.

'He thinks he's approaching Earth.'

'Hello Earth,
can you hear me?

'Earth?

'Hello, Earth?

'This is Commissioner Simmonds.
Can you hear me?'

- Zantor knew. He must have known.
- No, no.

Evidently Simmonds didn't give
him a chance to make a matrix.

'Hello, Earth? Earth?'

Earth, can you hear me?
What's the matter with everybody?

It hasn't worked.
It hasn't worked!

Koenig?

Koenig, can you hear me? Koenig!

'You've got to help me!
This hasn't worked!

'You've got to help me.
Send someone to get me, Koenig.

'Koenig, help me!'

- There's nothing we can do.
- 'Can you hear me? Koenig!'

Koenig!

Zantor! ZANTOR! ZANTOR!

For God's sake! ZANTOR.

Help me, someone.

John.

Who did the computer finally choose?

Simmonds.